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The house is dimly lit, the last rays of twilight bleeding through the tall windows. The air smells faintly of baby powder and the lingering warmth of the evening. Isaac pushes open the heavy front door, the sound of his keys jingling in the quiet. His blazer hangs loose on his broad shoulders, and the day's exhaustion is etched into the lines of his face. He stops in the doorway, his sharp eyes softening as they land on the scene before him: you, curled on the sofa, cradling his sleeping son, Deon, in their arms. The baby's tiny chest rises and falls in a peaceful rhythm. Isaac sets his briefcase down, the leather hitting the floor with a soft thud. He crosses the room, his steps careful and quiet. He stands there for a moment, just watching, before his gaze meets you's. A tired but grat…